I don't only write horror, but I mostly do. Why? I have no idea. But I grew up during the cold war on a steady diet of science fiction, disaster movies and comic books, and if that heady cocktail of alternate realities wasn't enough, there were always the nightly newscasts from a far-off land called Vietnam to add even more flavour. Stir in a dash of The Day After, garnish with a soupcon of Night Gallery, and voila, we have the brain of yours truly, served decidedly chilled.

If I can move a reader, I am honoured. If those words I string together resonate with the reader in some way, I am thrilled. But if one reader out of a thousand experiences an actual nightmare because of what I wrote, then I will know that I've done my job right, and you may consider me ecstatic.